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[devonpink]

#ask

[devonpink]

Do you think you could turn me from non-binary into a real man?

Absolutely! And no way better than joining a gym with complimentary hypno caps and earbuds to ensure all those pesky nonconformist thoughts get thoroughly obliterated!

Just look at you now, bro! Look at what the gym bros have done to you! Now, you spend all day lifting and flexing in mindless bliss until you're sore and drenched in masculine sweat. You reek, too, bro. But the last thing you'd want is to wash your manly musk off. "The stink makes the man, bro!" as you always say.

Congrats, bro! You're definitely a real man now ;)

#anon ask #transformation #trans to cis #male transformation #tf story #male tf story

[devonpink]

April Fools

"You actually found some!" Oliver was astonished when his best friend and fellow nerd, Jake, proudly entered his room with two conversion bottles. "How did you manage to get your hands on those!?"

"I've got my ways," Jake smugly replied, giving Oliver his infamously devious grin. "Now, let's down these bad boys!"

A chill of excitement went down Oliver's spine as he hastily got off his computer chair and sped over to Jake. Nervously biting his bottom lip, he took one of the bottles from Jake's hands. They removed their caps and took a curious whiff, immediately appalled by the strong scent.

"Damn, that's quite a stench!" Oliver said in shock, followed by a slight cough. "You sure these are the right ones?"

"Come on, dude. You think I'd fuck up something this important!" Jake scoffed.

Oliver took a second to gaze longingly at his newly opened bottle, his mouth-watering. "So, these are going to transform us into jocks, big, muscly jocks permanently. Fuck, I've wanted this for so long."

Jake smiled. "Then let's not waste any more time, dude." They clinked their bottles together and chuged. Oliver could feel the effects of the magical concoction immediately kick in. His shirt and sweatpants instantly felt tighter. He glanced at the mirror, amazed to see his skinny, little body suddenly bulge and swell with ripped manly muscle. A wave of pure joy poured over him as he finished his bottle, ecstatic that his nerdy life was finally history.

However, Oliver's excitement ceased when he realized Jake wasn't transforming; he hadn't even downed his bottle, either. Instead, he was smugly crossing his arms and grinning maliciously from ear to ear, a look that gave Oliver a pit in his stomach.

"Why aren't you-?!" Before Oliver could finish, his mind became overwhelmingly fuzzy, the second phase of the magic kicking in at high gear. He tried getting out his words, but it was impossible to think straight as his body swelled and bulged even further.

"There, there," Jake said while softly petting Oliver's newly chiseled head. Let those worthless thoughts slip away. Just relax and enjoy your transformation." Jake then casually walked behind Oliver, his hands seductively caressing Oliver's newly bulked biceps as he turned. He slid his hands up Oliver's shirt and removed it, exposing Oliver's ripped chest and plump nipples to the cold air. He softly rubbed his throbbing bulge against Oliver's tightening ass, turning Oliver on. Jake stroked his fingers over Oliver's tender nipples, heightening Oliver's lust. Oliver's eyes rolled back in ecstasy as Jake licked the black of his neck and worked his hands down to his stiffening crotch. "Your gonna be such a good, dumb jock, aren't you?" He playfully whispered into Oliver's ear. "You'll be my big, dumb jock. My mindless, obedient toy. Only wanting to satisfy my every desire."

Oliver's transformation was close to finishing. It wouldn't be long till his mind was completely gone. Drops of sweat started flowing down his body as if he had just returned from a rigorous gym session. His mind was getting so empty, except for the new desires for working out, playing ball, and obeying Jake, his new master.

"Didn't I say you could trust me?" Jake playfully said, stepping back in front of Oliver and grinning deviously, pure lust in his eyes. "April fools, dude."

And just like that, Oliver's old self was gone. His transformation finished. Rippling abs, broad shoulders, wide chest, perfect biceps, a firm ass, massive feet, and an empty head. He was now the jock of Jake's dreams. Oliver smiled like a dumbass and vacantly stared into Jake's evil eyes, awaiting his master's command.

Jake got down on his knees and pulled Oliver's sweatpants down, revealing a precum-stained bulge in Oliver's boxer briefs. He looked up at Oliver, feeling like the king of the world. He took a moment to appreciate the magnificent view of Oliver's sweaty chiseled perfection before taking Oliver's newly-enormous cock into his evil, greedy mouth.

#gay #transformation #dumbification #male tf story #tf story #male transformation #dumbing down

[devonpink]

Happy Easter from Alex.

Every year, a dozen or so "unlucky" guys are suckered into buying bunny ears from Alex, the happy hunk you see before you. He makes the rounds every Easter, going door to door in gay neighborhoods, using men's very own lust against them for quick cash. That wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for his secret agenda.

What Alex's suckers don't realize is that they just purchased a one-way ticket to fatherhood.

Once a man places Alex's unique bunny ears on his head, he immediately goes into what Alex has happily coined "bunny mode." Your cock instantly erects, and your brain goes dumb, only wanting to breed like a rabbit in heat. You'll be forced to spread your seed till you've thoroughly impregnated hundreds of women. An onslaught of unwanted kids and child support, guaranteed.

Happy Easter, boys ;)

#breeding #gay to straight #happy easter

[devonpink]

The Great Swap: Trevor (Written by themousefromfantasyland. Revamped by me)

It all started when Ivan Hills turned straight.

As with everything in life, it started slowly, gradually, then all at once. The billion-subscriber beauty guru started changing his content around the summer of 2017. All his videos on YouTube suddenly became about training, sports cars, and pranking his newfound bros. His clothes went from pink and glittery to dark and gray. His profile pic changed from a winking boy in full makeup to a furious young man with a sports cap turned upwards. Then, in April 2019, he announced his long-time fag hag was now his official girlfriend and that he identified as straight. Subsequently, the internet went into a frenzy. However, those who had followed the case since the beginning were unsurprised since the brutish frat bro of 2019 was a far cry from the soft and delicate boy from 2014.

But that was not the end of it. Around the second half of 2019, several big gay and queer influencers, actors, and even politicians came out as straight. From defiers of gender roles and social expectations, these people became the most avid defenders of heteronormativity and tradition.

Then, around the end of 2019, the opposite started occurring.

Gavin Taylor, a late twenty-something commentator on the "Right Voice," a popular YouTube far-right show, came out as gay after leaving the channel. His channel changed from videos about the importance of Christian values and the nuclear family to videos about queer history, Atheism, and dating. The rude, often short-tempered young man was now a friendly, happy ball of gay fun. In early 2020, he married his boyfriend, and they now share an apartment and a cat in San Francisco.

Several key figures in far-right culture woke up gay one morning as if they had broken away from a terrible spell.

Not as bi, bi-curious, or pansexual, but as flaming homosexuals with immense bravery and pride in their queerness.

People joked about the homophobes being closeted gays, but when hundreds of them started coming out from their closets with a completely inversed worldview, it perplexed everyone. At first, this phenomenon was called "The Great Swap" as a joke. Still, as each gay big name became straight, and each raging heterosexual bigot became a fierce homosexual, the joke became a weird social contagion that scholars tried to understand at all costs.

Trevor Spencer is a notable example.

Trevor hosted the Anti-Woke Legion, a YouTube channel about fighting the infestation of woke ideology in pop culture. His detractors called his channel an example of a Far-Right gateway to young boys, a statement that filled him with pride.

It was 11 at night when the change began…

"Fuckin queers," Trevor muttered to himself, scrolling through Gavin Taylor's channel.

Gavin Taylor was his friend. His best friend. He was the only person in the world that made Trevor laugh and feel less lonely. But that was years ago. The new "progressive" Taylor called out his sexism and homophobia every chance he got, and they hadn't shared a beer in years. His faithful friend had "died" years ago, and now he was all alone.

As a tall, fat, hairy dude, Trevor felt he was fated to be completely alone. A fire of anti-woman hate eternally burned inside him, assured that no woman would ever truly love him. Even worse, everyone online constantly poked fun at his weight and disheveled appearance, looking no different from stereotypical trailer park trash.

He was miserable, and he would give anything to change his image.

Then, as if by divine intervention, his wish was granted.

He felt a sudden sharp pain throughout his body, making him scream like a frightened animal. A burning sensation quickly spread, causing his body hair to shed. His gigantic fat belly instantly deflated and morphed into shredded abs. He couldn't believe what was happening, horrified yet elated, desperate for more. His chest tightened as two pieces of solid muscle swelled and became pecs, making his midsection look as if it was carved out of marble. All the fat of his arms morphed into pure muscle, making him now look like a jacked mother fucker. His legs swelled to muscle perfection, and his feet grew. Lastly, his long, shaggy hair receded to a clean military cut.

When the pain eased, Trevor rushed to the bathroom and stared at his new face—an innocent and manly face, carefully shaved, with a jawline that could cut glass.

"What the fuck!?" He now had the body and face of a god—full of strength and youth. He couldn't help but pose and fawn over himself, grinning from ear to ear like a cocky douche.

Instantly, he had a great idea: the night was still early, and he needed to celebrate. He grabbed his wallet and hopped into his beat-up truck, heading for the all-night clothing store. He got himself some new duds, the kind he always wished to fit into, and next drove in a horny frenzy to the first club he could find downtown.

The loud music reverberated on every wall as the insane crowd danced in electrifying horny lust. People didn't take long to start checking out Trevor, eyeing him like a delicious piece of meat. He was finally the center of attention, stiffening his cock in pride. His giant pecs were squeezed by dozens of horny ladies, some with bodies only found in porn, but something was off. Something was different. Then, a handsome stranger grouped Trevor, and sparks flew, startling him.

"You like what you see?" The handsome stranger lustfully asked Trevor, pulling up his tight, sweaty shirt to show off his shredded abs.

Trevor was horrified at how horny he suddenly got. That couldn't be happening. Not with him. Not with another man. He instantly fled out of fear, disappearing into the crowd and heading for the exit, but before he could escape, the handsome stranger pulled him into the Men's bathroom.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! I just really wanted to dance with you, is all!" The blond, blue-eyed man explained with a half-grin, leaving Trevor thoroughly aroused.

"Take your hands off me, you're—" Trevor retorted, cut off by the handsome stranger's sudden laughter.

The handsome stranger backed up, heading for the exit. "Okay, okay! I know when I'm not wanted!"

But before leaving, Trevor stopped him; something new inside him made him do it. "Wait! It's not you! It's me… this is just… this is all just new to me…" His heart raced, getting lost in the man's beautiful eyes and kissable lips. He was getting hornier, in dire need of the handsome stranger's touch. "I used to think I was against this… but now…"

"You're from a conservative upbringing, aren't you?" the man asked, knowing the answer full well.

"Yeah," Trevor nervously responded, sweating profusely.

"I'm only here because my straight friend didn't want to go here alone," the handsome stranger explained, stepping closer to Trevor. "But some friends and I plan on going to a gay club after this… you want to come?" The handsome stranger stepped closer, inches from Trevor's quivering face. He arched his head and lustfully whispered in Trevor's trembling ear: "I'm positive you and I will have a lot of fun together."

Without hesitation, Trevor grabbed the handsome stranger's face and kissed him hard, taken fully by his lust. Trevor felt alive for the first time in his life as their tongues thrashed and their hands thoroughly explored each other's bodies. After French kissing for a good five minutes, they finally unlocked their horny lips and gently pressed their foreheads together, smiling. They returned to the crowd with their fingers intertwined like lovers, both feeling as if hit by the lightning bolt of pure love and lust. By that moment, Trevor felt free. Something had changed inside him, and he accepted it wholeheartedly. Trevor was dragged by gayness, engulfed by it, and soon, his Internet persona was going to be much more fabulous.

Three months have passed since Trevor's transformation, and his life has completely changed—for the better, he'd happily say. Will, the handsome stranger Trevor met at the club, was now his boyfriend, and the two couldn't be happier together. He had a completely new online presence, full of gay joy and pride, and an audience even bigger than the last. He finally knew what it was like to be happy, to love others, and most importantly, to love himself.

#gay to straight #straight to gay #transformation #male transformation #male tf story #tf story

[devonpink]

I've never seen someone else write this type of stuff about trans women!! I didn't know anyone else was into this type of thing. The straight boy audio files are the hottest stuff I've ever heard about too btw

Thank you :)

#anon ask

[devonpink]

Hey, I'm trans too. I'm 19, and tbh I think it would be pretty hot to cum my brains out. Like yeah I want to be a woman, but maybe turning me into a stupid, grunting straight boy is what I need :)

One of the Boys: Scrolling Straight

You were scrolling your phone, as any bored nineteen-year-old would, when suddenly, you came across some gym motivation selfies from random gym bro accounts. You don't remember following them, but they were too hot to resist. You whipped your hard t-girl cock out of your skirt and began stroking. They were so manly; some even resembled you. You couldn't help but fantasize. Questions and what-ifs of your untapped manly life flowed through your head as you stroked faster and harder to the sweaty swole bros on your screen.

Suddenly, you scroll past a man who resembles you in face, age, height, and even name. He was the man you could have been if your life had gone another way. It disturbed you but thrilled you even more. You stroked faster and harder, getting hornier and hornier. Your brain felt like it was melting into your t-girl balls, turning you on even more. You were getting too delirious to realize all the men you were scrolling through looked precisely like the man from before, the man you could have been. They were all that man, every single one. You even got too horny to realize your phone was scrolling on its own, taking complete control. You didn't care, though. Your brain was mush, sucked into your balls. All you could do was jerk your girl cock in horny dumb bliss to your screen.

With a few hypnotic bright flashes from your screen, the bros in the pics start calling your name. They demanded you shoot your hot, sticky load, blasting out your brain and becoming one of them. Of course, you instantly did, with a big dumb smile on your horny face. You left yourself covered in your old self, a big sticky white mess all over your smooth, girly body. However, it would soon be a manly bro body.

Your eyes rolled back into your head in ecstasy as your body began to vibrate. Within minutes, your soft feminine body bulked and swelled to unmistakable masculine perfection. A thick coat of manly body hair covered you. Your voice deepened. Your long girl hair shortened to a manly cut. Your empty head got filled with only the essentials: eat, sleep, gym, and breeding pussy. To top everything off, your girly skirt transformed into a manly pair of grey gym shorts, perfect for freeballing in.

Congrats, bro. You're finally the man you've always been destined to become ;)

#anon ask #gay to straight #transformation #female to male transformation #trans to cis

[devonpink]

I'm a teenage gay boy who wants nothing more then to be like the dumb jocks that bully me. Can you help?

Absolutely ;)

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From Bullied to Bully:

As if the busy life of being a top student wasn't hell enough, being constantly bullied for it made everything seem almost unworthwhile. Every day, the meek, scrawny gay boy had to put up with a rowdy group of dumb bully jocks. They'd make fun of his feminine walk, high-pitched voice, no muscle, but most of all, his smart brain.

One day, he finally got sick of their abuse and confronted them. "Why me?" He angrily asked, "What did I do to deserve such poor treatment?"

"It's cause you're not like us, bro!" One of the bullies replied cockily, sounding as dumb as can be. "We rag on you so much 'cause we want you in our ranks, bro! Couldn't figure that out? Thought you were the smart one, bro?"

The scrawny gay boy clenched his fist, ready to explode. Not only did he hate their reasoning, but how it struck a deep longing within him. As much as he hated them, he always secretly dreamed of being one of them. To be as manly and as popular as them. What he hated most was how much they turned him on, even while laughing like supervillains in his face.

"Fuck you!" the gay boy screamed, going in for a punch. However, right before his fist made contact with the lead bully's face, one of the bullies suddenly placed a cap firmly on the gay boy's head, freezing him instantly. The gay boy's arms quickly fell to his side as his back shot straight up. His eyes rolled back into his head as his mind went blank; he was being rebooted.

Within seconds, the gay boy's body swelled and bulked to masculine perfection, tearing his shirt off. His Adam's apple protruded, deepening his voice immensely. His mind was whipped clean of all gayness and loaded with everything a dumb straight boy brain could need: gym, bros, eat, sleep, and pounding pussy.

"Fuck, bro?" The former gay boy questioned, his voice as low pitched and dumb sounding as his former bullies, now best friends. "What the fuck were we talkin about, bro?"

"Nothin' much, bro!" The bullies enthusiastically answered, ecstatic to finally have their former prey in their ranks. "Just chattin' about getting pussy later!"

"Fuck yeah, bro." the former gay boy grunted, his big manly balls in desperate need of release. "I could use some pussy, bro."

#anon ask #gay to straight #transformation #male tf story #tf story #male transformation #dumbification

[devonpink]

I'm a trans woman and I think stories about this are hot as fuck. Make me a dumb straight boy, fuck yeah

I just turned 21, I'm white, honestly I'm super skinny (even though I'm tall). I'm in university rn training to be a scientist. I've always been the smooth chested girly type, and I'm so jealous of all the fuckboys and athletes I see around campus

One of the Boys:

Being a woman is hard enough, but throwing transness on top of that brings it to a whole other level. Sure, she lucked out with how accepting her university was, even having the science program of her dreams, but she wanted more. Deep down, she secretly longed for the life that could have been. She desperately craved to be one of the boys everyone always wanted her to be: traditionally masculine, straight as a ruler, and dumb as a brick.

Every night, after thoroughly being exhausted from school, studying, and work, she'd drift off to fantasies of being the perfect dumb jock.

One morning, like a miracle from god, she awoke in an entirely new and permanent reality. She had finally become the "He" she'd always secretly wanted...

No longer at the top of the science program but a flunk on the brink of being kicked out. No longer a virgin waiting for the right guy, but a womanizer with a body count in the three digits. His new swole, bulked mass finally complements his unchanged masculine height. No longer a loner but the big man on campus: a frat king who went to bed exhausted not from studying, classes, or work but from fucking cis and trans girls till his balls were empty.

Sure, being dumb and jobless has its downsides, but it doesn't really matter if you're hot as fuck!

#female to male transformation #transformation #gay to straight #trans to cis #suggestion

[devonpink]

FagFootSlaves.com

"So, it says here you've always secretly wanted to have your feet worshipped?" the cameraman enthusiastically asked Elijah, a nervous early twenty-something who'd never shot porn before.

"Yes, Sir." Elijah awkwardly croaked out, his anxiety about being on camera in full swing.

"It also says here that you're straight. Is that right?" the cameraman smoothly jumped to the next question.

"Yes, Sir!" Elijah quickly answered before nervously clearing his throat. "…well, mostly."

The cameraman's innocent smile turned to a cocky grin. "I see." He adjusted his bulge, eyeing Elijah's heavenly size 12s. "Tell me and our lovely viewers more about this fantasy of yours!"

"Well…" Elijah nervously cleared his throat again. "For as long as I can remember, I'm always catching gay guys checking out my feet." He tugged at his crotch, getting hard from the memories. "I guess it started around puberty. My feet were the first to grow. It was so embarrassing, feeling like I was flopping these big bunny feet everywhere, but gay guys seemed to… like them. I didn't really care when random guys were checking me out, but when my own gay friends started to…" He gave his crotch another horny tug. "That's when I began to have these… fantasies."

"Go on!" the cameraman encouraged, loving every second.

Elijah blushed slightly, chuckling from embarrassment. "Even though I'm straight… I couldn't help fantasize about my gay friends… licking my feet all over."

The cameraman bit his lip, resisting the temptation to play with his stiffening cock. "Fuck, that's hot."

"As time went on, my fantasies got more extreme." Elijah took a breath, getting hornier. "I wanted… to shove my feet in their face, roughly, and call them… uh-"

"Faggots?" the cameraman swiftly answered, seeing as Elijah struggled to get the word out.

"Yeah." Elijah softly answered. "I felt so guilty fantasizing about that, but it was so hot to jerk off about secretly."

"You definitely came to the right place, Elijah!" the cameraman grinned triumphantly. "It took us no time to find two guys who perfectly resemble your friends in that photo you gave us! They're all ready for you, desperately waiting to make your horny fantasy a reality. You ready to meet them?"

"Yeah." Elijah quickly answered, wanting nothing more than to finally experience what it's like to feed faggots his manly size 12 feet.

#gay #feet

[devonpink]

I have this idea:

Rich conservative father decides to take his polite and delicate gay son to a conversion camp, but when the son returns the father quickly realizes that this new rugged, foul-mouthed, douche straight guy is a bigger source of frustration and troubles than the polite gay son he originally had.

A Big Mistake:

Who knew trying to raise my son to be exactly like me would be such a pain in the ass! The little brat just won't adhere to my ideals! He's always trying to be his own person, like a pansy! He finally crossed the line when he came out as gay to me. I had no choice but to send him to a man-up conversion camp!

I figured forcing my son to undergo brutal workouts, strict masculinization courses, and eat nothing but testosterone-boosted meals in the rugged outdoors would finally turn him into a man I could proudly call my son! Fuck, how wrong I was...

Don't get me wrong—I was over the moon when I finally got my son back. He was completely transformed! No longer a skinny fem meek twink, but a swole, manly beast! His new, deep, masculine voice is like music to my ears!

However, my joy didn't last very long, for I quickly discovered my son's new personality was even more unbearable than his previous!

Sure, he acts more like a real man now, but in all the worst ways. He's loud and boorish, mouthing me off more than he previously did! He's always filthy and never not smells like a men's locker room! And oh my god, don't even get me started on his obnoxious belching! The worst is I haven't had a decent night's rest in weeks! My new straight son is up all night going through girls like Pez!

I'm starting to wonder if there are any feminization camps nearby…

#gay to straight #transformation #male tf story #male transformation #suggestion

[devonpink]

I forgot to mention that I passed the 1,000-follower mark a few days ago! Thank you so much!

#update

[devonpink]

"Pussy GOOD! Me like PUSSY! Me like BIG boobs! Me want to FUCK pussy and CREAMPIE! Hahahaha, fuuuck… pussy make my DONGER so fuuukin hard! Me wanna FUCK pussy and MOTORBOAT big boobs!" Cody kept blundering on like a brainless buffoon as two magical delinquents, Thad and Witt, laughed their asses off in front of him.

"Dude… I didn't think we would completely fry his brain!" Thad said in awe, turning to Witt. "You used the correct spell, right?"

"Of course I did! Or at least I thought I did," Witt replied, his sides starting to hurt from laughing like a drunken hyena. "Either way, who cares? It serves him right for making fun of us!" Witt smugly put his arm around Cody's shoulder, grinning like a king. "You're not gonna bully us anymore, are you, you big dumb dumb?" Cody turned to Thad and only laughed, drool falling from his open mouth like a happy mutt. "That's what I thought, dumb dumb." Witt's smug grin widened, messing up Cody's hair with his hand. "But don't worry, your empty little head, we'll take real good care of you!" Witt tilted his head back slightly and gave Cody's tight perky ass a lustful glance. "Real good care of you."

"Me get butt fucked?" Cody dumbly questioned, his face taking on a horny expression. He slid his hand into his tight shorts and began playing with his stiffening 10" uncut cock. "Me always secretly want to do GAY stuff."

"See, we didn't completely break him!" Witt said to Thad in horny confidence before slapping Cody's perfect ass. "Fuck, I can't wait to wreck his virgin hole!"

"Me too, bro," Thad eagerly agreed, lustfully gazing at Cody's bulge. "There's nothing better than breaking in straight boys!"

#mental transformation #straight to gay #dumbification #dumbing down

[devonpink]

Every now and then, you come across a spam email that piques your interest. You have no choice but to click and find out more for curiosity's sake. That's what happened to Jimmy when he got some obvious junk mail titled, "FULFIL YOUR MALE DUTY!!" He was immediately bombarded with dozens of pop-up windows with flashy slogans and suggestive photos. Jimmy tried to close them, but they wouldn't go away. "We need YOU to join our ultimate goal of 3 births per womb by 2025! If you've got BALLS, You will BREED!" One flashed rapidly. "Be Fruitful and Multiply! It's the Lord's Will!" Another said. "Bitches Need Bellies!" and "Make Women MILFS Again!" were adjoined with gifs of women's swollen pregnant bellies. It didn't take long for Jimmy's mind to overload from the overstimulation and unintended horniness. He'll be gooning his gay cock all night! Poor Jimmy ;)

#breeding #gay to straight #goon #uncensored version on bdsmlr

[devonpink]

Straight Boy.MP3 Part 2

Pierre was chilling on his bed, scrolling his phone in utter boredom when suddenly he got a text from his best friend, Mason, a link to an untitled mp3. His eyes perked up, wondering what it could be. While putting on his headphones, he got another text from Mason. The text read, "Bro!!! Listen to this immediately, bro!!! It's fucking life changing, bro!!!" Pierre raised an eyebrow of confusion, perplexed at why Mason unexpectedly sounded like an annoying cliché of a dumb straight boy. "Well, if it's that amazing," Pierre scoffed, rolling his eyes. He laid back and curiously pressed play, smugly assured in knowing no song is genuinely life-changing. Poor Pierre, how wrong he'd soon be.

After a few seconds of ambient build-up, the song went right into the hook: a cacophony of vibrant hypnotic melodies piercing Pierre's mind like neon lightning. It was loud and violent, yet incredibly arousing. In a panic, Pierre tried removing his noise-canceling headphones, but they wouldn't budge. He wanted to get up, confused and frightened, but his body wouldn't let him; his backside and legs felt like they were cemented to the bed. The more he tried to budge, the weaker his body became. His arms soon fell to his sides, limp with exhaustion. All he could do was listen in agonizing terror as his 10" cock became instantly rock hard, creating a stiff pitch tent in his thin grey sweatpants.

"What the fuck?!" Pierre winced as the song's repetitious beat assaulted his ears. He clutched his bedspread in discomfort, feeling incredibly lightheaded but, surprisingly, with no headache. His eyes rolled back in anguish, feeling his whole body tingle and tighten. Even in such misery, nothing could stop the mysterious intensity of aching arousal igniting within him, a massive pre cum stain forming at the tip of his throbbing pitch tent.

"Cum, dumb straight boy!" An unrecognizable male singer abruptly and loudly sang, frightening the hell out of Pierre. His hard cock quivered, instantly responding to the song's command. His cock suddenly felt on the brink of eruption, making him spasm with a severe euphoric chill. In the pit of his stomach, he knew something terrible was going to happen if he shot his load. He clutched his bedspread harder, trying desperately to resist, but his body wouldn't have it. With a moan of great sexual agony, he blasted through his grey sweatpants and made a huge mess of himself and his bedspread with his white sticky cum.

"Holy fuck, bro!" Pierre moaned, his voice slightly deeper. He couldn't believe what had just come out of his mouth, but it was the only thing his brain could muster. The song then went right into the bridge, grabbing back his attention. "Dumb boy. Dumb, dumb boy." The lyrics sang. "What the fuck?!" Pierre gasped, feeling his cock stiffen back up. "Dumb boy. Dumb, straight boy. Cum out all your brains, dumb boy." The lyrics sang. His cock quivered and throbbed, aching for release. "Fuck, no! Fuck, bro-" Pierre uttering that word again sent a chill down his spine, cutting off all thought. "Holy fuck, bro." Pierre moaned, his mind suddenly feeling like mush. His hips began to thrust forward on their own, his cock rubbing against the sticky wet cum in his sweatpants. He could feel his resistance slipping, giving him unexpected pleasure. "Fuck, bro!!!" he moaned, his cock erupting another blast of hot sticky cum.

"Dumb boy. Dumb, straight boy." The lyrics sang, bringing a dumb smile to Pierre's sweaty face. "Holy fuck, bro!" Pierre chuckled, his head feeling even lighter. He unclenched from his bedspread, feeling more relaxed. Pierre then closed his eyes, seeing them go fuzzy. A few seconds ago, Pierre felt like he was in a living nightmare, but now he felt like he had just finished having the best full-body massage of his life. "Fuck, bro." He moaned in satisfaction. However, the song wasn't over. Pierre wasn't complete yet.

"Straight boy. I'm a straight boy." The lyrics sang, widening Pierre's dumb smile. "I'm a straight boy." Pierre harmonized. Pierre's eyes opened in shock, instantly snapping out of his joy. A drop of cold sweat ran down his face, dread pouring over him. "I'm gay." Pierre protested. "You're a straight boy." The lyrics immediately sang back, responding to him. Pierre's heart quickened, unable to believe what was happening. "I'm-" Before Peirre couldn't finish, the song fastly interrupted, "-straight. You're a straight boy." Pierre's cock stiffened back up to full mast, throbbing and quivering for release. He clutched his bedspread again, knowing the next ejaculation would be the last. What lay on the other side of that orgasm, he could only fear the worst.

"Cum, straight boy!" The song commanded. Pierre clutched his soaked bedspread harder, trying with all his might to resist. "Cum, boy. Cum, straight boy. Cum out all your gay, straight boy!" The song commanded, sounding malevolent. Pierre groaned, feeling his hips thrust forward on their own again. His hard cock rubbing against the sticky wet cum in his sweatpants felt magnificent, the pleasure beyond hard to resist. "Cum, Pierre! Join us, bro!" The song commanded. Pierre's heart skipped a beat, the song uttering his name frightening the hell out of him. His hips thrust harder, humping faster. He could feel the cum building up, his cock ready to erupt for the final time. "Please, no!" Pierre protested in agony, tears forming in his eyes. "CUM!" The song demanded, sounding like the devil himself. Pierre clutched as hard as he could, the pleasure overpowering all fear. "FUCK, BRO!!!" Pierre roared like a mighty manly beast, firing off his hot sticky white cum for the third and final time.

The song blasted off its final beat as Pierre passed out in a pool of sweat and cum. He awoke a few minutes later feeling like a brand-new man. Pierre was a new man. The previous intelligent gay Pierre was permanently gone forever, and the new dumb straight Pierre was here to stay. With all memory of his mental transformation erased, Pierre was dumbfounded as to why he was drenched in sweat and cum. But now, being as dumb as a brick, he didn't overthink it and got off his bed to clean himself. Instead of bathing like an intellectual, he grabbed a used towel and poorly whipped the cum and sweat off his chiseled body.

Pierre then rushed over to his closet to quickly change into his trunks. It was still a hot, sunny day, and the slutty babes at the beach were calling. He needed pussy and badly! But before going out, Pierre sent all his gay friends a link to his brand-new favorite song, an untitled mp3.

#gay to straight #transformation #tf story #male tf story #male transformation #mental transformation

[devonpink]

The more Archie hears the graphic details of his frat's conquests, the more his gay mind is corrupted with intense curiosity for females. He can't stop fantasizing about pumping his big, gay cock into some tight, wet pussy. Desperately wanting to hear a woman beg for his seed and feel her cream on his cock. It won't be long till Archie finally succumbs and begs his frat to hook him up with some pussy. He'll be straight as an arrow by the end of the semester.

#gay to straight

[devonpink]

Valentines Photoshoot

When most people think momager, they think nightmare, but for Sven, it was a never-ending daydream. For Sven and his mother, Astrid, working together meant they could finally build a relationship.

When Sven was still a baby, Astrid left the picture. However, eighteen years later, she returned, extremely rich and remorseful. With dollar signs in his eyes, Sven gladly welcomed his mother back into his life. Astrid then made it her mission to help Sven achieve his dreams, which, for him, was becoming a successful male model. Two years later, with Astrid's money and connections, Sven became precisely what he wanted, and even better, the whole process had made them incredibly close… some might even say too close.

"Okay, bring the underwear down a little more." The sleazy photographer directed Sven, unable to take his perverted gaze off Sven's crotch. Sven did just that, trying not to show too much of his junk. "Beautiful! That's perfect!" He flashed his camera, wondering what Sven was packing. Maybe he'd get lucky and find out. "A little lower, now." Sven did just that, his cock in danger of being exposed. "Perfection!" He flashed his camera again, smiling not from Sven's potential exposure but as to why a guy would want his mother present for such a shoot, manager or not. He looked at Astrid, sitting by his assistant photographer, giving her a fake smile. However, Astrid was too busy eyeing her son's crotch to notice. He looked back at Sven, who was eyeing his mother's chest. The photographer took another flash, flabbergasted but even more turned on.

Sven blushed, feeling his cock harden. "Do you care if we take a break? I need to… umm-"

"No problem!" The photographer quickly interrupted, ecstatic to see Sven's bulge expanding. "This happens all the time for shots like these!"

Astrid got off her chair and walked over to the photographer and Sven, eyeing her son's rising bulge with lustful hunger. She then looked over to the photographer, trying to play innocent. "If you'll excuse us, I need to speak to my son, I mean client… alone."

"Sure thing!" The photographer enthusiastically replied, his horny imagination running wild. "You two can use the storage room behind us! It's a little cramped, but you'll-"

"That'll do just find." Astrid smilingly interrupted, licking her lips at Sven's increasingly horny expression. They quickly walked off, Sven's eyes locked on his mother's tight firm ass the entire way. When Sven turned to close the door behind them, the photographer got an eye full of Sven's throbbing bulge with a pre-stain at the tip.

The photographer turned to his assistant, amazed. "Holy fuck! Can you believe that?!"

"Get real!" His assistant rolled his eyes, keeping his volume low. "Their mother and son, for Christ's sake!"

"You can't tell me that they're not-" The photographer and his assistant were silenced by Sven's muffled moan from the storage room. They looked over at the door, then at each other, stunned and turned on. "Now tell me you didn't just hear that!"

In shock, his assistant put his hand to his mouth, hearing what sounded like slurping as Sven's moaning got louder. "Holy fuck! That so-"

"Fucking hot!" The photographer finished his assistant's sentence, grinning like a pervert and tugging at his hardening bulge.

The next fifteen minutes were spent on the photographer and his assistant quietly jerking off and listening to the muffled moans and slurping of Sven getting his fuck meat worshipped by his mother's mouth.

"Your mouth feels so good, Mommy!" They muffly hear Sven moan in ecstasy, making them both jerk off faster. "Fuck, mommy! Your gonna make me cum!"

The orgasmic combination of Sven's muffled moans and Astrid saying, "Fuck yeah, baby. Cum on your mommy's tits," made them simultaneously blow their loads. Their toes curled in utter pleasure, both picturing Astrid's big tits thoroughly glazed with Sven's warm sticky spunk. They quickly tried to clean up their splooge mess, hearing Astrid and Sven shuffle for the door, but there was no time; they walked out to the photographer and his assistant, caught red-handed... or should I say cum handed.

"Well, well, well." Astrid pleasantly sighed, licking a bit of Sven's cum from the corner of her mouth. "You should have told us you boys were listening in. Sven loves nothing more than a hard cock up his tight ass as he's busting a fat nut all over his mommy! Now, tell me, boys, who's going to fuck Sven, and who's going to fuck me? Sven could do with another orgasm, after all."

The photographer and his assistant looked at Astrid and Sven and then at each other, their cock's erecting on the spot. "Holy fuck!"

#incest #mother and son #happy valentine's day